The beginning of the year Claire will meet us!

I suppose, depending on which website you look at, this is the beginning of trimester 3 for me. I don't doubt for a minute that I look it! Being this short, I knew she'd have no where to go but out!

After Christmas, Michael and I got a few things done around town, though not nearly as much as I had on my mental to do list. On New Year's Day, my mom and my uncle joined us for a Christmas celebration. Late, I know, but I feared that it would not happen at all, so I am glad.

How am I feeling? Tired. Sleeping is not what is used to be. I was a devout stomach and back sleeper. Gee, both of those are ruled out now. If you were wondering why I started this blog with a picture of a recliner, this is why. When I thought about it, I decided I would be much more comfortable rocking Claire to sleep in a recliner than a glider. Especially for any night when Claire would be (heaven forbid) sick or just have a tough night. A recliner was something I could see myself sleeping comfortably, if needed. The only difficulty was finding one that was affordable, yet well constructed and was not overly poufy / tufted. Ever notice that recliner makers think that fabric has to be bunched and filled with way too much loft? I just wanted something soft, simple, neutral and easy to clean. Found the winner pictured above and decided it was a winner. I put a few things up for sale on ebay and now I just have to make my purchase (and arrange for the truck to transport). Meanwhile, it would be wonderful to sleep in for when I get my old lady sore hips. (I will remember to treasure every moment of sleeping on my back and stomach after Claire is here- even if it is in 5 minute intervals!) ; )

It looks like shower dates are in the works. I will gladly pass along more info as it is official. Meanwhile, make sure I have your address, pretty please! Otherwise, how can I send pics later?

Claire is stronger all the time. Michael can feel her more regularly now. I used to think she was playing a game with him- "come get me, I am kicking! I am kicking! Ha-ha! Now I've stopped!" Michael felt a little conspired against.

Mom brought my baby pics so we could go through them on this visit. I have seen them a million times before, but they are different to see when you are almost seven months pregnant and seeing pictures of your mom close to your age and you as the baby. Makes you really wonder how things to come will be and what kind of pictures and memories you will create in the future.

More later-

Love,
Linds